Three Square Meals Ch. 008

John looked closely, wondering what the beautiful young woman was getting at. He ran his hand over her side, but all he could see and feel was her absolutely perfect, unblemished skin.

"You're flawless honey. Other than your gorgeous body, I can't see anything out of the ordinary," he replied with a shrug of his shoulders, admitting defeat.

"I grew up in abject poverty, surrounded by fighting black market gangers," Alyssa explained as she pulled off her top completely, showing him acres of flawless perfection. "There's no way my skin should be this clear. Shouldn't there be a few scars here or there?"

John nodded, "Sure, that makes sense, but there aren't any."

"Exactly," Alyssa confirmed, with a satisfied grin.

John laughed loudly. "Sorry, honey. All the fun from last night must have made me a bit dense this morning. Could you explain it for me, using small words please."

Alyssa smiled at him lovingly. She remained standing and showed him her right flank again. "When I was fourteen, I was caught up in a street fight. Some hood with a knife stabbed me here," she said as she pointed to an area of unblemished skin. "I had a scar that went from here... to here," she added, as she traced a line just above her right hip.

"It wasn't that noticeable unless you looked closely, but now it's gone completely," she said, looking at him to see if he understood.

"Light gunshot wound - right arm, burn - left wrist, mole - lower back..." Alyssa said as she began to list her scars and imperfections, pointing to the unblemished locations on her body. "All gone," she added, as if that explained everything.

John finally realised what she was saying. "So you had all these scars, but now they've gone, and you think its linked to the changes in your body?"

Alyssa nodded emphatically. "Yes, exactly," she agreed, reaching between his legs to gently stroke his quad. "I think these gave me the full body makeover, and healed all my scars at the same time."

"And now you're hoping the same will happen to Calara?" he stated.

"Mmm-hmm," she nodded, agreeing with him.

"I'll wait," he smiled happily, glad he might be able to really help the young Latina's physical recovery.

The beautiful blonde smiled at him lovingly and leaned over to give him a big kiss.

"So aside from topping up Calara, what's our plan now?" she asked curiously.

"Well I thought we might head back to Karron," John said cautiously, watching Alyssa carefully for her reaction. "I know you were desperate to leave there before, but when I bought the last load of Tyrenium I could only afford 10 tons, and I know the mine still had a bit more. It would be worth our while going back to pick that up, even if it's just a couple of tons."

Alyssa didn't react aversely, she just seemed to be turning things over in her mind.

"Is that ok with you then, honey?" he asked, to make sure she had heard him.

"Oh, sorry," she apologised. "I was just thinking about something I left behind there. Sure, a trip back sounds great!"

They headed up to the bridge, and Alyssa laid in a new course to Karron. She hit the button on her console, and the large holographic display showed the winding path through the stars.

"There we go, 11.9 days!" she said, satisfied that she couldn't reduce the journey time any further.

"That journey took me over 4 weeks in the Fool's Gold!" John exclaimed, marvelling at the difference his talented young companion, and their powerful new ship had made.

"You're welcome!" Alyssa smiled at him, tipping an imaginary hat, causing John to laugh at her mimicry of him. "Permission to get under way Commander?" Alyssa asked politely.

"Take us out of here XO," John said, as he smiled at the beautiful young woman.

Alyssa grinned happily and flipped the switch to release the docking clamps. She clicked a couple more buttons, and the engines throbbed with power, as the massive cruiser glided out of the docking bay under her smooth and steady hand. The 500 metre long behemoth pivoted elegantly, in a manoeuvre that seemed unnaturally graceful for a ship of that size, and then leapt forward as Alyssa engaged full drive power. They reached the Nav-beacon in what seemed like no time, before the cruiser eagerly clawed its way into hyper warp.

"We better get back to Calara," John said, looking at the ships chronometer. "fourteen hours are nearly up."

"Can't wait to round out that lovely coffee coloured tummy again, eh?" Alyssa smirked at him teasingly.

"You're such a vixen!" John exclaimed as he laughed. "You know I just want to make sure she's ok."

"I know, that's why I love you!" The beautiful blonde said, standing eagerly. "Come on, let's go see how sleeping beauty is doing."

They didn't have to wait much longer before Calara started to stir. Her eyes fluttered awake, and it took her a moment to realise where she was. When the events of last night began to flood back to her, she huddled into the covers, blushing with embarrassment.

"Hello there," Alyssa smiled at her warmly. "How are you feeling?"

"A bit thirsty," Calara mumbled, self conscious to find herself in Alyssa's bed.

As if on cue, John appeared with a chilled glass of water and handed it to her carefully. "There you go, honey. Drink this, you'll feel a lot better." he told her soothingly.

Calara took the glass from his hand and gulped down the water gratefully. Her throat felt parched, and the soothing chilled water felt amazing. As she finished drinking, a small drip of water fell from the condensation on the glass, and landed on Calara's right breast, the cold water making her gasp as it slid down her warm skin.

"Let me get that for you," Alyssa offered, and she leaned forward to lick the water droplet off the Latina's breast with a salacious flourish of her tongue. This caused Calara to gasp again, this time in shock at the brazen blonde's actions. The glass jerked in her hand, causing more water to drip, but this time on to her other olive toned breast.

"Mmm, there's some for you as well, John," Alyssa pointed out helpfully.

John climbed on to the bed, and looked into Calara's eyes as he moved forward to lick the water droplet from her other breast. Gradually her shocked expression relaxed, and she sighed contentedly as he continued to lick her skin with long, drawn out motions of his tongue. Alyssa moved back to join them, and gently pulled down the covers, fully exposing the Latina's erect nipples. The hard little buds were begging to be kissed, and John and his beautiful blonde assistant each took one in their mouths.

"Oh God!" Calara groaned helplessly, as they suckled on her nipples. The contrast between their slightly different tongue technique was driving her mad with lust, and she held the backs of each of their heads, holding them firmly to her bust as she writhed under their ministrations. Her eyes squeezed tightly shut as she gasped and moaned in pleasure.

Alyssa began to kiss lower, moving steadily down the young brunettes body. She held John's gaze as she trailed kisses over the Latina's coffee coloured stomach, her eyes lusty and suggestive. The gorgeous blonde moved nimbly between Calara's twisting legs, and smoothly spread them open, exposing the girl's sex. Calara gasped in shock, but that quickly turned into helpless moans, as John moved up to kiss her passionately, and Alyssa ran her delicate tongue over the woman's labia.

Calara groaned ecstatically, as the blonde began to lap at her clit with gentle strokes of her tongue, and the brunette kissed John mindlessly as her senses were overloaded. Soon Alyssa's skilfully probing tongue had the lovely Latina arching her back as she came hard, and she clasped John tightly while kissing him fiercely. The couple let her ride out her orgasm, before they moved up to settle on either side of her, holding her protectively between them. The lovely Latina could only shudder with the aftershocks, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she struggled to regain her breath.

"You looked like you enjoyed that," John said to Calara, feeling proud of Alyssa's performance. His cock throbbed painfully, and he was very turned on from watching the stunning blonde teenager between her equally young friend's legs.

"That was so good, I've never come that hard before!" Calara gasped, staring at the two of them, her eyes open wide in amazement.

Alyssa kissed the bewildered girl gently ."You looked amazing when you came." she said softly.

Calara relaxed between the two and stifled a yawn. "I'm so sorry!" she apologised profusely.

"No need to apologise, honey, you've had a tough couple of weeks and your body needs rest to recover," John told her reassuringly.

"Would you like a nightcap before taking another nap?" Alyssa asked the brunette, who nodded tentatively in response, not exactly sure what the mischievous blonde meant.

"Great! This will make you feel so much better," Alyssa replied enthusiastically, and offered Calara her hand.

John watched the Latina follow the beautiful blonde trustingly, getting out of bed and standing at its edge facing her. Alyssa leaned forward and kissed her gently, her left hand reaching down to stroke the olive skinned girl's firm bottom. The contrast of her lighter coloured hand on the darker skinned girl's buttock made John's cock throb urgently. Alyssa held her other hand out to him and then beckoned him forward.

Wondering what his adventurous young lover had in mind, John inched forward until he sat on the edge of the bed, his thighs spread wide to give the teenagers plenty of room to make out in front of him. He reached out with both hands, to cup a delightfully firm cheek with each. He loved the tautness of their teenage flesh, the way both of the bottoms yielded to the careful touch of his strong fingers.

Alyssa was momentarily distracted by the searching lips of the eager brunette standing in front of her. Kissing a woman was lovely, so gentle, so soft. She felt John's hand cupping her ass cheek and then massaging her with a skilled touch. It got her even more aroused and she nearly turned around to mount him.

She remembered that they had to take care of the lovely Latina however, so she broke away from Calara's gentle kisses, and carefully guided the brunette to her knees in front of her man. She slid down to kneel close behind the smaller girl, Calara's firm bottom feeling warm and pliant under her as she snuggled in closely.

"No wonder John likes to fuck me in the ass so much, this feels amazing," she thought to herself lustily, and she began to wonder what it must be like to have a big hard cock to drive into a receptive young woman this way.

She looked over Calara's shoulder to see that the eager brunette had wasted no time. Her hands rested lightly on John's thighs, the darker skin contrasting with his fairer colouring in a most exciting way. Calara's dark hair bobbed smoothly back and forth as she enveloped his cock in her mouth, and from the rhythmic way she was letting him glide into her throat, Alyssa realised that the Latina had succumbed to the effects of John's pheromones.

John delighted in the feel of his broad head disappearing into Calara's grasping throat. She was a natural at this, and her full lips were soft and inviting as they eased their way down his shaft. His balls were sensitive and fully loaded, annoyed at missing their regular morning emptying. The orbs felt taut, and packed to the brim, four orange sized spheres swollen with spunk. He saw Alyssa leaning around to look at Calara's face, taking in her glazed eyes and then looking up to him, nodding eagerly.

The gorgeous golden haired blonde moved her hands around Calara to stroke her tummy. The Latina's stomach muscles were well defined and toned, evidence of the athletic girl's dedication to physical fitness. Alyssa looked up at John and saw that his eyes were hooded with lust.

"She's ready for you," she said to him, as she hugged the brunette gently from behind.

"Her toned little tummy feels so flat and empty. Are you going to be a good host and give her a big meal?" the ravishing blonde encouraged him naughtily.

He nodded, feeling tremendously excited and relishing the different feel of another lovely young girl servicing his length.

"That's good," Alyssa crooned softly. "I want to feel you fill up her belly," she added as she looked up at him with her piercing blue eyes. "Show me what I look like when I empty your balls."

John's breathing was getting laboured now. He could tell Alyssa was turning herself on with her lewd commentary as she was panting excitedly too. He closed his eyes for a moment and just focused on the rhythmic motion of Calara's lips, tongue and throat as she slid up and down his length, massaging every inch of him.

It was like her body was eager for his cum, desperate to feel him filling her up. He looked down at the lovely brunette as she took him deep down her throat, and then sucked insistently at his root. Seeing the girl's full lips suckling at him was the final trigger, and he cradled her head gently in his hands as his orgasm overtook him.

"Ahh!" He groaned with satisfaction as his balls began to unload their contents. This orgasm wasn't like the frenzied ones with Alyssa, he felt more in control and it was a long and drawn release, rather than an explosion of pleasure.

He watched Alyssa cupping Calara's slender neck gently with her right hand, her delicate fingers feeling his cock jerk in the tight confines of the brunette's throat. The other hand was rested on that slim coffee hued stomach, as it began to rapidly inflate with his spunk.

Alyssa could feel John's cock throbbing under her fingertips and she imagined the thick ropes of jism being blasted into the Latina's slim tummy. Her other hand rubbed Calara's stomach gently, as though encouraging it to expand, and make room for all that delicious cum. She moaned with excitement as that slim little waistline was blown outwards, and eventually she had to cradle the semen swollen tummy with both hands to feel it's engorged majesty. She experienced John's lengthy, controlled climax and joined him with her own orgasm as she embraced the quivering brunette.

Eventually John was drained dry, and he collapsed back on the bed with a satisfied sigh, his spent cock sliding easily out of Calara's throat and mouth. The brunette sat serenely, her thighs spread wide to make room for her bloated belly, and her hands stroked the sperm packed sphere protectively. Alyssa followed Calara's hands with her own, marvelling at the way the brunette's stretched stomach could handle such an enormous load. She felt a slight protrusion in the middle of her swollen abdomen, and realised the girl's belly button had popped out to make extra room for all John's spunk.

The statuesque blonde rose to her feet and helped the comatose brunette to rise too. John reached over to help, and they positioned the Latina so she was lying comfortably on the bed. They sighed contentedly and joined Calara in her nap.

Four hours later, Calara awoke from another deep and restful slumber. For the first time since her capture, she had been untroubled by the recurring nightmare, and she felt well rested and alert. She was momentarily surprised to see she was flanked by John and Alyssa, who were still asleep, until she began to remember some of what had happened earlier.

She tried to sit up, but found it significantly more difficult than normal, and she was astonished to see that her tummy was rounded, looking like she was a few months pregnant. She looked at her gently swollen belly with wide eyes, rubbing a hand over it experimentally. Her skin felt firm and taut under the searching touch of her fingers, but stroking it like this felt wonderful. She toyed with waking her bedmates to ask them what had happened to her, but they looked so peaceful, she let them sleep.

She carefully climbed out of the bed, managing to avoid waking either of them and walked into their bathroom feeling full of energy and with a spring in her step. She looked longingly at the gorgeous bathtub, wishing she could use it herself and then giggled to herself quietly, knowing that Alyssa would insist on it.

She paced over to the big mirror as she steeled herself to look at her reflection, worrying how her swollen nose would look today. She was amazed to see that her nose looked just as it had before the break. She twisted her head from side to side to look at it from different angles, but it was back to its cute former self, with no swelling in sight.

Calara sighed happily, and stretched her arms above her head without thinking. She suddenly flinched, anticipating the sharp pain such movement would normally trigger. She felt nothing though, and she tentatively tilted and rotated her upper body from side to side, astonished to find there was no pain from her ribs at all. Her toned tummy was looking significantly more rounded than normal however, and she sighed, thinking that perhaps all the bed rest must have wreaked havoc with her waistline. There were definite patchy spots in her memories of last night, so she guessed they must have just had a really heavy meal late at night, and she had overdone it.

Finally she twisted her shoulders to try and look at her back. She wasn't sure, as she couldn't see clearly, but the welts and lacerations looked much less red and angry. She walked back to the bedroom, surprising herself at her confidence and feeling no sense of embarrassment at her nudity.

Alyssa had awoken and she watched Calara as she walked confidently from the bathroom and climbed back on the bed. The brunette smiled at Alyssa happily, and she moved in for a cuddle when the blonde teen opened her arms invitingly.

Alyssa rolled with Calara so that the brunette was lying on her back and then she leaned over her, checking her nose closely. "You look so much better!" she exclaimed with some satisfaction. "Please turn over so I can see your back," she asked politely.

Calara rolled over obediently to lie on her tummy, and she could feel her friend's fingers tracing lightly over her back. "Another day or two and these will be gone," Alyssa stated happily.

Calara rolled over on to her back again. "How?" she asked simply. She glanced to the side and saw that John had awoken too and was watching their interaction intently.

"It's probably simpler to show you something first before we explain. It will make it easier to understand," he said reassuringly.

He leaned over to the bedside table and picked up a remote. He moved to lie down again, but Calara urged him to sit in the middle of the bed, so that she could cuddle him on one side, with Alyssa snuggled in on the other. It felt right somehow and the brunette shared a contented smile with the blonde across his chest.

John smiled happily as he wrapped an arm around each lovely teenager. He passed the remote over to Alyssa as his hands were now full of nubile young women. Alyssa looked up at him knowingly and searched through the data dump from the Fool's Gold for the right files. She never ceased to amaze him with her ability to read his desires, she was incredibly perceptive.

After a few moment's pause, an image appeared at the foot of the bed. It showed a delightfully nude Alyssa, standing confidently with a beaming smile, in all her busty athletic glory. "You recognise that gorgeous girl, I'm sure," John said as Calara nodded happily.

A second image flashed up to the side. "But have you seen her before?" John asked curiously. This was the image taken over a month ago, the day that John had first met Alyssa. The image showed a ghostly pale, petite waif, looking malnourished and nervous.

"Who is that?" Calara asked, her heart full of compassion for the poor girl in the image.